Jeff VanderMeer's Shriek: An Afterword: part seven of several

Everyone we cared about was dead or lost to us.

you can feel it in the words (and in the thinness of the righthand part, especially compared to the lefthand part, of the book when you hold it open at the page i left off of last night): it's almost over.

i suppose i could have 'closed the book' on Shriek: An Afterword last night; 'closed the book,' put it and anyone having bothered to read, having been bothered to read and having been bothered by reading this blog out of their misery...

nope, couldn't do it. let me have just one last night in its pages...it's gotten disturbingly cozy for me in there...

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